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"And where are you going?" the rumbling voice of my Greek husband snickered behind me as I walked down the corridor.
I nearly jumped out of my skin as I pressed my back against the wall then to my growing stomach. "You nearly gave me a heart attack!" I hissed.
His smile, so drastically handsome and forever arrogant, made my knees weak as he stood in front of me then rested his hands on my hips. "I went to your office to search for you and you weren't there."
"The flower wall paper was making me dizzy," I pressed my hand to my forehead, "I needed a breather and fresh air."
"In the direction of the kitchen?" he raised his eyebrows. His piercing green eyes staring into mine and I melted into a helpless puddle of emotions, he caught me red handed.
